So the weather report kept getting worse and worse for the big storm. First it was just suppose to be really cold, then they added snow, then they said a few inches of snow and finanally they turned it into a blizzard. I was hoping the weather report would be wrong and no snow would come. My parents were suppose to get here that night I didn't want the flights canceled. We ended up getting 20-26 inches of snow ah. My parents didn't get here tell Sunday morning and they had to drive from Denver because the airport was still closed. The night before the big storm we went to get snow clothes. Let me tell you target was stripped clean. There was one hat left for Owen, I had to go to walmart to get Owen snow pants and they only had one left in his size. The one good thing about the storm was Ryan got sent home early. Our power went out but our sweet neighbor knowing this was our first storm brought us soup and a latern. We found a hand crank radio that we jammed out to and Owen shinned the flash light around the room. We were stuck Home for 3 days but luckily we have an indoor pool and hottub we went to each day.
So the day of the storm, it was snowing when we woke up and Owen wanted to go see. I told him it was cold and he had to wear his jacket after pitching a fit he let me put it on him.
Once we got outside he didn't like the snow blowing in his face so we went back inside.
He wanted to go outside with dada later that day. Then the snow was back in his face and he wanted inside. This happened a couple times he wanted to see the snow then he would go outside and change his mind right away.
So we brought the snow inside to him and made snowballs.
This is Ryan the next morning climbing around in the snow.